I didnt like the old world order,

Dignified, replete,

But this is worse.

That orderly, weed-free herbaceous border

So insolently neat,

Spelled out a curse:

Mans dominance, laborious, complete.


But now its worse. We have the New World Order.

Science is all.

Poison the weeds and deck the planet over.

Suppress the small.

Weve cut the chord connecting us with nature.

That leaves the future very short so now well have a ball.